The bed felt hard beneath her sore body. The faint laughter of children gently woke her up and her lids slowly opened. Lyra had a fright when she realized that she was in an unknown room. Immediately, she sat up bolt straight in the bed. She shouldn't have moved so fast since her head hurt along with the rest of her body.

"Keith?" she called out in a panic. In the dimly lit room, she could see there were little furniture; a desk with a dainty chair, a wardrobe and the bed that she was sitting on. The door slowly opened, revealing the familiar figure. Keith strode in with a soft smile on his face.

"Good morning, princess." He sat on the bed beside her. "I brought you some breakfast."

"Where are we?" she asked without looking at the food.

"Why don't you eat first?" he encourage her by pushing the plate forward.

Lyra glanced at the content; greasy eggs and bacon. Her nose scrunched up at the sight. Breakfast at the Malfoy's was far better than this.

She shook her head a no. "Keith, I am not going to ask again. Where the hell are we?"

Keith raked his fingers through his light brown hair. "Look, Ly, before you freak out, just know that I tried my best to keep you safe." he drew in a deep breath and looked her seriously. "We are at the Burrow. With the Weasleys'."

Lyra stared at him in horror. She recalled that her parents showed her the family tree of both the Black and Malfoy families. A few members in the Black lineage were disowned. Arthur Weasley's mother was one them for marrying a 'blood traitor'. Ly swore to herself that she would never be like them but her fear was fast unraveling before her.

She climbed off of the bed and started pacing the little room. "This cannot be happening." she mumbled to herself. "This is just all a bad dream. I am going to wake up at any moment."

The pacing made Keith nervous and he asked in a concerned tone. "Ly? Are you alright?"

She froze, only to meet his soft green eyes with her icy blue pair. "No, I am not alright!" she snapped at him. "Let us quickly look at the facts, shall we? I ran away with a muggle born. I don't have any money. I am at the Burrow for Merlin's sake! I became a blood traitor!"

The whole situation became overwhelming which brought her to the brink of tears. Keith immediately jumped up and wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm so sorry, Ly. I didn't mean for any of this to happen." he replied guiltily. She didn't want him to comfort her but she liked being close to him despite the situation they found themselves in.

"I'm so sorry. How can I make it right?" he asked softly in her ear before pulling away.

"Take me back to the Manor." she demanded like a spoiled child.

"Ly, you can't go back. Your father will do unspeakable things at the sight of you."

"Says who?" she retorted.

"Your mother." he said simply. Lyra moved back into the wall and slumped against it. "I'm sorry, Ly... he disowned you."

In that moment, her whole life was spiraling out of control. It felt like the world she once knew was a only distant memory. A life she couldn't go back to, ever. Her head was spinning and she clutched it with both hands in attempt to make it stop.

Keith watched her carefully and took a few steps back, afraid of how she might react.

The last time he saw her this livid was when she was practicing duelling against someone who continuously taunted and teased until she wiped him out with a hex. That was the day that he really started fancying her; she doesn't give up until she has won. His biggest fear is that she might try to go back to danger.

"How are we doing?" Molly Weasley entered the room unexpectedly. Ly stood up straight and wiped her eyes while Keith stood awkwardly.

"We are fine." it was Lyra who replied calmly as if nothing happened. "Thank you for your generous hospitality. Do you mind if I go outside for a bit? I need some fresh air."

"Oh, not at all dear." she smiled sweetly at the girl. Ly thank the woman and walked past her. Keith wanted to follow but Molly urged him to stay. The Burrow smelled of onion soup and it was too noisy with raucous kids for Lyra's taste. Outside, she drew in a deep breath and started to plan her next move. She could always aparate back to the Manor since the restrictions were lifted when she turned of age.

Or... the second option was to stay. She didn't know how to be like them. How live like an outcast of wizardry society. The thought was quite daunting. She was so deep in thought that she didn't even notice young Bill.

"What are you doing?" he asked like she was an insane person.

Ly jumped in alarm. "What are you doing?" she countered.

"Research." he replied with a shrug.

Bill Weasley is the eldest child of the Weasley clan. Her father always used to say that they have more children than they can afford.

"My mother says that you and Keith will be staying for a few days while Keith continues his internship with my father." this came as a total surprise to Lyra. She had no idea that he had an internship.

"What are you talking about, Weasley?"

He scrunched up his face while looking at her. "You're not very bright, are you? Keith is working for my father. He has been for the last month."

"How dare you insult me! I am intellegent! I have O's on all of my subjects! It is not my fault when someone does not inform me of their plans." she growled at the ginger and stormed back towards the house.